Who dared to say that Thou art not a Goddess?
Where is the monster who was not entranced
Who did not gaze upon Thee, rapt and wordless
His heart unmoved by beauty's radiance?
Thou art the Queen of heaven, I implore
Look dawn upon me from Thine kingdom high!
I used to think that empty was the sky
But Thee, oh Rose of heaven, I adore!
In gods and spirits men are free to doubt
And tales of paradise and hell my flout
But Thou art in our hearts, not tales, enthroned
And come a day, the whole world will forget
All gods and spirits, and will genuflect before
Thy painted image, Thee alone!